Dear Elvis Costello,
I love you for writing
THIS song.
Dear Starbucks,
I will never drink your coffee again. It simply sucks.
Dear place where I get my coffee at work,
I'll never cheat on you again... well, at least not with Starbucks.
Dear Work,
I rule, and you know it.
Dear Everyone that came to Dirty Franks the other night,
I hope good times were had by all. YAY, post Aramingo fun!
...And no, I will never tell the thing I did as a child...
With Love (or Complete Distain, if you're Starbucks),
*Kelly*